After Marrying the Top Alpha of a Wealthy Family, I Am Spoiled Rotten Chapter 56

Chapter 56

Qiu Tian didn't notice Lin Chuanwu's expression at all and kept talking to himself.

"Qiu Tian, have you finished organizing the project materials I asked you to?" Qiu Yi interrupted him.

"Almost."

"If you haven't finished, hurry up and do it." Qiu Yi urged.

"Actually, the game is more about learning to accept a loved one's departure than about feelings for a brother," Qiu Yi added, worried that Qiu Tian's careless words might cause another conflict between him and Wen Yan.

Lin Chuanwu asked him to leave.

After Qiu Yi left, Lin Chuanwu searched for the game.

He typed in the game's name, and an icon popped up with a flame symbol next to it, indicating that the game had been downloaded a lot recently.

Lin Chuanwu didn't rush to log in but carefully examined the icon.

It was a starry sky with two cartoon characters sitting on the grass.

One of the cartoon characters was glowing white, giving the impression of fading away.

Both the characters and the scenery were simplified, creating a dreamy and ethereal feeling. Even though it was clear that this was a game about separation, it didn't feel sad but rather gentle and healing.

Lin Chuanwu registered and logged in.

The player's perspective followed the cartoon character without the white glow.

The character's system name and game name were both "Xun."

The game began with Xun waking up in an old but cozy and lively room.

Xun found a note left by his brother on the table.

It had only one sentence.

1. I'm leaving.

Then a game NPC appeared and talked to Xun.

NPC: Xun, why are you unhappy?

Xun: My brother left me.

NPC: People always part ways. Leaving isn't necessarily a bad thing. Maybe you should let your brother adapt to the world on his own.

Xun: That's true, but I did something that hurt him. I want to find him and apologize.

NPC: Alright, if you're determined to find your brother, follow my guidance and set off.

Then an animation played of Xun bouncing out the door with a small backpack.

This was the buffer for the first level.

Lin Chuanwu stared at the screen.

Xun ran lightly down the street, the wind lifting his black hair, birds and butterflies resting on his shoulders, making him look free and light.

Lin Chuanwu wasn't someone with a rich cultural life, but from just these few scenes, he could tell that the creators had top-notch aesthetics and skills. He never doubted Wen Yan's abilities, but he was still slightly surprised to see how talented he was.

Then Lin Chuanwu guessed that the mistake Xun mentioned was probably what Wen Yan had confessed to him—he didn't agree with Wen Shichuan studying animation. But then the question arose again: if it was just about not agreeing with Wen Shichuan studying animation, why did Wen Shichuan leave home for two years without a single call or message to Wen Yan? Was there really no hidden reason?

After a minute, the screen transitioned to the first level.

It was an abandoned warehouse with discarded items arranged into a maze.

NPC: Xun, nice to see you. This warehouse was your brother's favorite hiding place when you played hide and seek. Maybe you can find him here.

Lin Chuanwu controlled Xun to reach the end of the maze, where there was a dying kitten.

NPC: Oh, it seems your brother isn't here. There's only a kitten here.

NPC: Xun, do you remember this kitten? You and your brother found it while playing hide and seek here. That was the first time you both learned what compassion felt like. You secretly took the kitten home and healed its wounds, risking being scolded by your parents. But on a sunny day, the kitten left, and you both were sad. But you didn't know that a seed called kindness had sprouted in your hearts.

Xun: I remember now.

Xun took out medicine from his backpack and applied it to the kitten. After recovering, the kitten licked Xun's hand, leaped onto the warehouse windowsill, and disappeared.

The second level was in a peaceful hospital ward.

It was about Xun and his brother's short-lived playmate.

NPC: Xun, this was the first time you and your brother realized the sadness of death.

The third level was at school.

This level was about misunderstandings between Xun and his brother.

The fourth level was at Xun's mother's funeral.

This level was about the companionship between Xun and his brother.

The fifth level, the sixth level, the seventh level…

Lin Chuanwu cleared each level one by one. This game was different from the usual boss-fighting or monster-hunting games on the market. The reward for clearing levels wasn't coins but rather allowing Xun to recall events with his brother through each level.

Although they were just ordinary little things, they taught Xun and his brother many lessons.

By this point, Lin Chuanwu realized that the game's purpose wasn't to find the brother. Wen Yan wanted to tell players that when someone disappears from your life, it's just a physical disappearance. The kitten you saved, the friends you visited, the hug when your mother died, will all remain in your memory forever.

Whenever you see a kitten, you'll remember that long ago, someone secretly hid a kitten with you.

When you're hugged, you'll remember that someone once hugged you like that.

People may part, but their love doesn't disappear. That love becomes a part of who you are now.

Lin Chuanwu quietly stared at the screen, watching the light and bouncy Xun. He understood why Qiu Tian cried until midnight. He was proud of Wen Yan for creating such a game, but… he also felt jealous.

He knew Wen Yan had deep feelings for his brother, but he didn't expect them to be this deep. The emotions Xun had for his brother in the game were so intense that they took his breath away several times.

In Wen Yan and his brother's relationship, he was just a bystander like everyone else.

Lin Chuanwu didn't continue playing.

He stood by the window and lit a cigarette.

The sun slowly set, and countless lights lit up.

Lin Chuanwu drove home, took a shower, and sat by the bed, watching the sleeping Wen Yan.

He was sleeping soundly, his handsome face as smooth as white jade. His pregnant belly was getting bigger, like a small ball. Lin Chuanwu stared at him for a while, then lay down beside him, reaching into his clothes to touch his pregnant belly.

At that moment, Lin Chuanwu suddenly felt a bit ridiculous. Wen Yan was already carrying his child, so why was he still jealous of someone who had disappeared?

But.

Lin Chuanwu bit Wen Yan's chin.

Even though the emotions in the game were dramatized, it still showed Wen Yan's feelings for Wen Shichuan. Why could someone have such strong feelings for a brother with no blood relation?

Was Wen Shichuan really that good?

Lin Chuanwu couldn't understand, his expression dark and gloomy like a ghost. He spread Wen Yan's legs, and Wen Yan's pale face flushed with two red spots, his eyelashes trembling as he seemed about to wake up.

Lin Chuanwu entered.

"Chuanwu, you're back?" Wen Yan opened his eyes, saw him, and immediately smiled sleepily, then tried to hug him like a baby, but quickly realized what he was doing.

"Mm…" Wen Yan gripped the bedsheet, "Chuanwu, why, why suddenly like this."

Lin Chuanwu's wrist moved as he applied force, "I played the game you developed today."

"You're very talented."

"And, um, there are still many areas for improvement."

Wen Yan wasn't someone who was good at responding to compliments. When faced with praise, he usually responded humbly, especially with such straightforward praise from Chuanwu. He was happy but also felt a bit embarrassed.

But what made Wen Yan even more embarrassed was that Chuanwu's fingers seemed to have grown longer.

And more flexible.

Quickly making Wen Yan sticky and wet…

Drawing out a few silver threads.

Lin Chuanwu showed him.

His fingers and the spaces between them were covered.

Wen Yan covered his eyes…

"Did you ever call your brother 'baby'?"

Lin Chuanwu guessed he must have.

Because Wen Yan was the type who, once he liked someone, would treat them very well, as if soaking them in a jar of honey.

"Called Xiao Chuan 'baby'?"

Lin Chuanwu gloomily stared at him without blinking.

As if Wen Yan just needed to say he had, and he'd immediately pounce and bite him.

Wen Yan trembled.

"Never called him that," Wen Yan lowered his eyes, "Never called Xiao Chuan that."

Lin Chuanwu cupped Wen Yan's face with both hands, making him face him, "Look at me."

"Didn't lie to me?"

"Didn't lie to you."

The hostility in Lin Chuanwu's eyes faded a bit.

He was very jealous that Wen Shichuan appeared during Wen Yan's adolescence, making Wen Yan have such a long period where his heart and eyes were only for him.

"Chuanwu, are you angry?" Wen Yan looked into Lin Chuanwu's dark and deep eyes, then stroked his hair.

Lin Chuanwu didn't speak.

"What level did you reach in the game?" Wen Yan asked hopefully.

"Level seven."

"Why didn't you play the last three levels?" Wen Yan was disappointed.

"If you have the chance, could you play the last three levels too?"

This game wasn't just about him and Wen Shichuan; it was also about Lin Chuanwu. He originally thought Lin Chuanwu would play until the end, but he only played up to level seven.

"Why do you want me to play the last three levels so much?" Lin Chuanwu asked him.

"Because, when you play a game, you usually want to finish it. With only three levels left, don't you think it's a pity?" Wen Yan explained to him.

*

Lin Chuanwu rarely had two days of free time.

The two of them cuddled and slept until noon.

When they woke up, Wen Yan wanted to get up, but Lin Chuanwu held him, not letting him move.

Lin Chuanwu used his mouth to vent his desires, his tongue repeatedly thrusting, making Wen Yan's mouth swollen from his kisses.

Then, feeling Lin Chuanwu's massive awakening, Wen Yan gently struggled.

"Chuanwu, stop kissing."

Lin Chuanwu pressed against him, still unsatisfied.

"The doctor said we can't…" Wen Yan was afraid he'd act recklessly, trying to calm him.

"I'm going to take a shower."

After showering and having brunch, the two played with the little wolf at the hunting ground for a while, then went out to the park like an ordinary couple.

Autumn was approaching, and the sycamore trees in the park turned golden.

An old man was selling helium balloons.

Various balloons clustered together like a giant bunch of grapes.

Wen Yan glanced at them several times, "These balloons are so cute…"

Lin Chuanwu let Wen Yan pick one.

"Only kids play with these."

"Who says only kids can play with them?" Lin Chuanwu said.

Wen Yan had no choice but to pick one, a cat-shaped balloon.

Then Wen Yan held the balloon in one hand and Lin Chuanwu's hand in the other, strolling through the park.

They occasionally saw families camping on the grass and young couples kissing on benches.

Wen Yan quietly tightened his grip on Lin Chuanwu's hand. Lin Chuanwu's hand was warm and gave a sense of security. He didn't know why, but even though there was nothing particularly happy happening, he couldn't stop smiling.

"Chuanwu…"

"Mm?"

"Nothing…"

Tired from walking, Wen Yan and Lin Chuanwu rested on a bench.

A little boy sucking his thumb approached, fearlessly staring at the balloon in Wen Yan's hand.

"Where's your mom?" Lin Chuanwu asked in a deep voice.

The little boy seemed scared of Lin Chuanwu but still bravely looked at the balloon in Wen Yan's hand.

"Do you want to play with this?" Wen Yan asked him gently.

The little boy nodded.

"Then you can play with it for a while."

The little boy happily took the balloon.

Lin Chuanwu told him, "It's just for you to play with, not to keep. You have to return it to us after playing."

The little boy nodded.

He took the balloon and started bouncing along the path behind the bench.

After a while, his mom came to find him, holding his hand to go home, but the little boy didn't seem to want to return the balloon.

It was just a balloon, not worth much money. What made Wen Yan reluctant was that it was something Chuanwu bought for him.

But Lin Chuanwu had already stood up and walked over to the little boy.

"Give the balloon back to my wife."

The little boy opened his mouth and started wailing.

Lin Chuanwu wasn't soft-hearted and spoke to his mom.

His mom saw that Lin Chuanwu was tall, with a gloomy expression, not someone to mess with, and slapped the little boy's butt, forcing him to return the balloon to Lin Chuanwu.

Lin Chuanwu placed the balloon back in Wen Yan's hand.

Wen Yan became happy again.

On the second day of rest, Lin Chuanwu and Wen Yan set up the nursery together.

They covered the floor with fluffy carpets, placed a crib, a bed for adults, and some soft toys in the corner.

Lin Chuanwu did all the work while Wen Yan sat and watched.

He watched Lin Chuanwu in a shirt, sleeves rolled up, muscles on his shoulders and back bulging as he squatted, veins on his forearms standing out.

After finishing, Lin Chuanwu hugged him, letting him sit on the table, hands on either side of him, "Do you like it?"

The once cold and empty room became playful and warm, filled with love.

Wen Yan nodded, "I like it a lot."

Lin Chuanwu had him wrap his arms around his neck and kiss him.

As they kissed, his lower abdomen tightened.

Lin Chuanwu noticed Wen Yan's clothes were a bit wet too.

With the months advancing, they hadn't done anything, thinking only he was feeling pent up.

Lin Chuanwu's Adam's apple bobbed, "Is it uncomfortable?"

Wen Yan felt a bit embarrassed, "It's okay, I'll just wash up."

But Lin Chuanwu knelt down.

"I'll help you with my mouth."